Thank Goodness Healers Aren’t Saints

Every now and then, someone says something so spectacularly clueless that I have no choice but to take a slow breath, blink twice, and walk away before my head pops off like a champagne cork.

This weekend was one of those moments.

After a harmless discussion turned heated, someone very close to me pulled out the classic zinger:

“I thought you spiritual people don’t make mistakes or get upset. Are you not healed? Should you even call yourself a healer or yogi?”

Well… that’ll do it. That’s the kind of sentence that makes me hear old church bells toll in the distance.

And here’s the funny thing: Comments like that always reveal more about the person saying them than the person they’re aimed at. When someone expects you to be superhuman, it’s usually because they feel uncomfortable with their own flaws, not because you’ve done anything wrong.

Once you know that, you see these remarks for what they are: projections, not truths. But as irritating as it was, it’s not the first time I’ve heard something like it. So let’s set the record straight once and for all.

No One on This Planet Is “Fully Healed”, if we were, we’d be fossils. If being alive came with a 100% completion badge, we’d all disappear like characters at the end of a video game.

The whole point of being human is to keep growing.

To slip up.

To overreact sometimes.

To learn from the mess.

And then to show up again, hopefully a little wiser, hopefully a little softer.

My spiritual practice exists because I want to be a better person. Not because I think I already am. Being a healer doesn’t mean I am saint, it means I am being a human who tries. A human being. Here’s the truth I’ve learned after 30 years of holistic work:

I haven’t helped people because I’m perfect. I’ve helped them because I’m honest about the fact that I’m NOT.

And believe it or not, that’s exactly why people trust me.

Healers, yogis, therapists, we all carry our own shadows and stories.

We have yin and yang swirling inside us.

We lose our tempers.

We misunderstand.

We get tired.

We cry in the shower just like everyone else.

The spiritual world has its fair share of performers. If someone claims to float two inches off the ground because they’ve “transcended their ego,” I immediately check my pockets to see if they’ve stolen my wallet. You know the type:

Bells around the ankles.

Perpetual prayer hands.

Sentences that all sound like slow-motion Instagram captions.

They’re allergic to being seen as anything less than holy, so they act the part. And that act, the sanctimonious, I-am-above-humanity vibe, gives real healers  and lightworkers a terrible reputation.

That’s not spirituality. That’s spiritual narcissism dressed in linen. And frankly… YUK.

Imperfection is not failure, it’s the curriculum. Every mistake I’ve made has shaped the way I support others. Every time someone has triggered me, hurt me, challenged me, it sharpened my compassion.

People don’t come to healers for perfection. They come because we understand pain. Because we’ve lived through our own storms. Because we know what it feels like to fall apart and rebuild. So when someone expects me to be a flawless angel floating through life, I just shake my head. That’s not spirituality; that’s fantasy.

Here is a gentle reality check for those of you who hold healers to impossible standards and believe healers shouldn’t get upset or make mistakes:

Healers are human.

Humans feel.

Humans react.

Humans get it wrong sometimes.

But we keep doing the inner work.

We keep striving for balance.

We keep walking the path, not because we’re above anyone, but because we’re right here in the mud with everyone else.

And maybe that’s the most healing thing of all.

If you ever catch me stumbling, being imperfect, or having a very human moment… good. It means I’m still alive. It means I still have purpose. And it means I’m still learning, just like you.

And to the ones who think spirituality equals sainthood:

Take a breath, come back down to earth, and remember, being human is not a flaw. It’s the whole damn point.

With lots of love and light to you all

Nicci 🌸